1:26:00
and not allowed to enjoy myself.
1:26:02
Oh, please, Mister, l--
Oh, my arm!
1:26:05
- l just want to--
- l'm telIing you tor the last time!
1:26:07
- All l want is a drink.
- No drinks! Now get lost!
1:26:11
Well, just a pint ot bourbon?
Gin? Scotch?
1:26:15
Well, how about a malted
with a little vodka?
1:26:17
Come back when you're 21.
1:26:19
Oh, well, l'm way over 21. l only
look young trom too much drinkin'.
1:26:30
Oh, look at me.
Look at the shell of a human being--
1:26:33
the monster you've created.
1:26:35
Oh, l'm sorry about-- Uh, Hugo,
don't worry. You'll get Kim back.
1:26:39
No, thanks.
The bloom is oft the rose.
1:26:43
Rose. Little Rose--
1:26:47
a precious flower
that l trampled on.
1:27:06
There you go.
1:27:08
A toast to Mae. She's okay.
1:27:11
l'm a songwriter too, huh?
1:27:14
Would you caIl the McAfee house again
and see if my Al-- Sonny!
1:27:17
Mama, what are you doin'
in a place like this?
1:27:19
We're playin' canasta.
l got lonesome.
1:27:21
- Did you cut the Russians?
- And why are you consorting with him?
1:27:24
- Glad to meet you.
- Now looks ain't everything.
1:27:26
Besides, Mr. Maude
is 100% gentlemen and a widower.
1:27:30
Three times. Sit down, Albert.
1:27:32
Any son ot Mae Peterson is a triend
of mine. Come. Sit down. Go on.
1:27:35
Mama, get your things. We're taking
the bus to New York tonight.
1:27:38
Your song! lt's all off?
1:27:40
- lt's dead, like l am. Let's go.
- You ain't going, Mae. Say you ain't!
1:27:43
- You unhand her. Come on, Mama.
- Okay, buster. Set 'em up!
1:27:47
Double scotch and gin on the side
and, uh, a bourbon chaser.
1:27:51
Make that a triple chaser,
and bring on the dancing boys!
1:27:55
Well, come on. Make me the drinks,
Meyer. We gotta put out this tire.